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Texty: Stone Sour. Audio Secrecy. Imperfect.

Somethings Are better of forgotten
And bury them in places that we really only visit by ourself.
Oh and you were A version like no other
Oh I never tell you what to do and all you see is gone
What's the sense in anything when what they say is wrong!

Oooooh
What do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart cause you're not here
Oooooooooh
What do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive, I had to die to finally let you go

Stop me,
I find myself believing
Oh the story gets rewritten so, blasphemy is permitted once again
Oh and you were
So perfectly imperfect.
Oh I never tell you what to do when all you have are lies
What's the sense in anything it's just one more goodbye

Oooooh
What do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart cause you're not here
Oooooooooh
What do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive, I had to die to finally let you go

Oh Yeah!
Oooooh
What do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart cause you're not here
Oooooooooh
What do you wanna know?
Does it make you feel alive, I had to die to finally let you go
Oooohhh Oooohhh Oooohhh
Finally let you go...